[Urgent Request] How to Take Care of an Abandoned Dragon?

Esther's story wasn't over yet.

"The schedule is fixed.

And I want to hear from you about this man and the facility you were put in, because I don't like and hate you. "

“How's it going?

"Don't make such a disgusting voice.

Well, that's exactly what we're talking about here, isn't it? "

The voice is the same, but I think it was also on my face.

It is not true that we talked about it in the school building.

I don't want you to be reminded.

"Why do you want to hear that?"

"I mean, you're the one who knows about this Osan."

No, there's another one.

It's pathetic to get involved even though you haven't noticed. "

Another one?

What does that mean?

"What do you mean, it's just like that?"

Did you really think you were the only one who survived? "

Esther told me I was stuck with words.

Not many children have been safely removed from the facility and returned to their homes.

But they all chose to die before they were adults.

I remember that the old newspaper had the names and faces of the children who were in that facility.

"I didn't remember everyone.

But I didn't know they were all dead. "

I see.

Yeah.

"You look happy."

“I'm glad. I was worth living for anyway.”

"Value, value."

So, weren't you worth living?? "

"Yes, I've been taught."

Without magic, it's useless. You can't stand up, you scum.

It was said by the adults (teachers) of the institution that it was worthless.

That's why, uh, that's what it is.

Then I thought it would be good if you didn't keep me in a cage and killed me.

In fact, I've seen my worthless children murdered at the facility just like me.

He showed me.

Suffering, he blew blood from his eyes, nose, and mouth, showing off the dead children.

If you don't want to be like this, do your best and do your best. "

"You mean the death of an abuser?"

Why am I talking about this?

Well, look.

Esther.

"No, I'm not the one who died of abuse.

Those kids.

The dead children.

In the true sense of the word, they were selling from their parents, or they were vagrants, and they were unaccompanied children.

There was nothing wrong with the newspaper.

They didn't show up in front of me.

It was worthless, and that's why I was used to do all kinds of research, and people like me were desperately hung up on me. "

I talked to him and remembered.

The girl in the cage beside me said she was here because of her parents who were having trouble with their money.

He said he could make money for his parents.

But in the end, you have to be able to use magic.

The next night, he was murdered.

I was forced to look at it.

If I didn't want this to happen, I was told to do my best.

There was a child in the cage in turn.

The child was a wandering child, apparently picked up.

He told me that if I came to this institution, I could eat a lot of food, and I was the one who brought him here.

The child certainly ate a lot of rice.

She was also told to take other special medicine.

One evening, the child's head burst and broke without any warning.

I remember this man laughing and coming and saying:

Do you want to be like this?

I remember saying it happily.

But at that time, I was already feeling nothing.

Are you sad, scared, painful, wanting to go home, wanting to see your family, wanting to work hard, or wanting to be recognized?

Nothing, I really didn't feel anything anymore.

That's why I didn't react to that man's words.

I remember that strangely.

Didn't you like the reaction? Yes, that man kicked me in the cage and then told the other teacher to deal with the broken child with a bouncing head.

It's a relying horse.

"When I remembered, I felt sick.

Can I throw up? "

Just when I saw the men's toilet, I said so.

The ester of any one of claims 1 to 3, wherein the ester comprises:

Here you go.

You gave me a pleasure.

The vivid memories reminded me of the stench of death that I shouldn't have felt at that time.

This disgusting thing is unbelievable.

As I threw up, I remembered what happened afterwards.

That's right.

It was returned to the house, and it was a memory of the cats.